
Gangsta Maino (Ft. B.G.)
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And my gangsta ways
They hung off they guns
And made it to the grave
Cause I?m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I?m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I?m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I?m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Verse:
Listen I got real niggas that love me, fake niggas thats hatin?, mad bitches that want me
Mad bitches that want me, snitch niggas is waitin?
Old G?s sayin? how I remind them on how they used to be
If you never heard of me yet
Better get used to me
Tho mo? money for guns, the mo? homicide
The mo? pussies that run, the mo? Imma ride
Cause since Poppa died, I was starin? eye to eye
With them gangstas, those niggas you idolize
I was young & blind cutting class wastin? time
Til? my nigga introduced me to that other side
He said listen you plan out what you wanna do
You out thinkin? you grown you got a lot to prove
Ain?t nuttin? free in this world
You gotta take it fool, you wanna roll
Good here?s a 22
You see them niggas right there
Shoot them
And ever since that day, I?ve been a shooter
They hung off they guns
And made it to the grave
Cause I?m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I?m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I?m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I?m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Verse:
Listen I got real niggas that love me, fake niggas thats hatin?, mad bitches that want me
Mad bitches that want me, snitch niggas is waitin?
Old G?s sayin? how I remind them on how they used to be
If you never heard of me yet
Better get used to me
Tho mo? money for guns, the mo? homicide
The mo? pussies that run, the mo? Imma ride
Cause since Poppa died, I was starin? eye to eye
With them gangstas, those niggas you idolize
I was young & blind cutting class wastin? time
Til? my nigga introduced me to that other side
He said listen you plan out what you wanna do
You out thinkin? you grown you got a lot to prove
Ain?t nuttin? free in this world
You gotta take it fool, you wanna roll
Good here?s a 22
You see them niggas right there
Shoot them
And ever since that day, I?ve been a shooter
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